This is a song about "You rock"

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

Plus you know i rock the mic and stage, the story told well,

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Think you're rock hard? i'll use you as a steppin' stone

I gotta know if it's real or not

With the hammer and a rock

Tonight, i ain't here to party, i came to rock (rock)

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

Cause baby you're my rock

Only real niggas stay on top

That’s rock bottom, when life makes you mad enough to kill,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

And i listen to common

When you hit rock bottom

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

I rip you toothpicks bout to rock through the ratio